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Artist: charli baltimore f/

Charli
cam

Charli I don't think they know I'm menstrul
Let me tell 'em I'm menstrul

one: cam'ron

I'm into don thing, karen
Don cornelius, don
Lunchin' down in palm
Long the ring, cars
Dirty money, give the wax to
Actin' harsh, leave 'em my back
Thug niggas using mack
Givin' back massuage, enterouage, we on
Make you leave new york quicker, then john
Be in mom's wallet
Ya'll whips, it's time on trial
Aye yo, want chips, then count ya stride
I made friend to fight yo, like '98 live
Connin' in they eyes, cats behind with they wife
Well it's true, that I lost a daughter
Niggas get a little money, wanna the water
Fuckin' sell, I get the hell, I can't the border
feminine, everynight don't park the six
Right in front of
Ruthless chicks, yeah, chicks
With the shotguns to shot, right 2 and 6
Rufus kicks, uqick, that's what I'm my man
They just me on the crucifix, I held in my hand
Fell for the plan, cam
Yo be bland!
scrams yo, a hell of a man
And that's my analysis, till I'm laid up with blood like
That's my son

(cam'ron)

Some niggas
And get dissed
cats go kill
And off cliffs
snitch
But life's a fucking

Some niggas
And go disp
Some want dough
And on clicks
rich
But life's a bitch

Verse two: charli

What, yo
I'm into ice shit, pussy
Got the ice clit, ice
Fuck around and slice
Spotted deserve on ice
Tight click, we through
Dumb crew, these cats unable to to
Comotose, y'all boast about totes
We hold's parties, and sign our pacardi
ya girl next door, beofre I was b'more
I was c-4, now I'm packed, and now I'm
In the swiss alps, with swiss cheese and swiss
Sippin' swiss miss, frontin', got me kissed it
Dying kids wanna see b'more, on they wish
But I put 'em there, be what you ask for
Ski mask up on face
No trace, of dna, doa
We know ways to make you
Make you limp, you walk
cats in white chalk
Got fagotts "who's she? "
Benz it, class be e, master p
'how ya do dat there'
Ridin' through, niggas stare, they like "who dat "
Is dat wear
over, slower
While y'all be stressed
to see me and pd, and be like who the ebst
No shit, out the clips
out the whips, put out the hits
Cause we put on the
And nine crackers before a cracker
So tell me how you like us guns and rappers

(cam'ron)

Some kiss
And some get
cats go kill
And off cliffs
Some
But a fucking bitch

Some sniff
And some go
Some cats dough
And come on
Some
But life's a bitch

Some kiss
And some get
Some cats go
And jump off
snitch
But a fucking bitch

Some niggas
And go disp
Some cats want
And on clicks
rich
But a fucking bitch